Diane let out a genuine laugh at that, finding him annoyingly charming despite herself. She didn't want to find him charming. She didn't want to actually like him at all. But it seemed like things were rapidly heading in that direction and it's not like this hellscape was big enough for her to stop whatever this was and avoid ever seeing him again.

Plus...she didn't really want to.

"You've clearly got excellent taste," she said before taking off her sunglasses and making very pointed eye contact with the woman in question who smiled, shyly, before getting up and heading over toward them.